Into the woods, the water swaying grass people sea
Nowhere to be found, I am
Tangled in reeds, cello strings, Times New Roman, apple pie taste
Elementally mixed, constantly absorbing, colliding
Radically intertwined
Spirit, how do we live and move and breathe and be from
End to beginning, sustaining
Now, amongst present and past and looseleaf
Diagrammed we live sandwiched in Spirit and mudpie veins
Ever present, ever tiptoe, ever reaching
Not knowing, open wide (sky and salad and dirt inside)
Circling, orbiting, living amongst, breathing in,
Everything
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